Is it just me, or is there something wrong with the way people look at things? I sit quietly as people complain and moan and lash out with their eyes glued shut with preconceptions and misconceptions and stubborn hearts. There’s nothing worse to me than ignorance, but if so, how can I even live in this life? There are so many people who sit next to or around me every day completely oblivious to what it means to be hungry or thirsty or tired. They have no idea what they have, and they scoff at people who try to point it out.
But then again, I suppose these people are as lonely as ever. The number of friends people have are decreasing, the number of suicides increases, and there is nothing more important than a significant other. It really is pathetic, looking at it from afar. But while in the middle of it, I feel dragged down by everyone else. It’s hard enough to have problems of my own, but to relieve our loneliness and sadness, we feel the need to share. We whine and compl